Launcelot saw him come he dressed him against him, and there
made the king great joy of him. And there the king told him tidings that
his fair daughter was dead. Then Launcelot was right heavy of it, and
said: Sir, me forthinketh the death of your daughter, for she was a full
fair lady, fresh and young. And well I wot she bare the best knight that
is now on the earth, or that ever was sith God was born. So the king
held him there four days, and on the morrow he took his leave at King
Pelles and at all the fellowship, and thanked them of their great
labour.

Right so as they sat at their dinner in the chief salle, then was so
befallen that the Sangreal had fulfilled the table with all manner of
meats that any heart might think. So as they sat they saw all the doors
and the windows of the place were shut without man's hand, whereof they
were all abashed, and none wist what to do.

And then it happed suddenly a knight came to the chief door and knocked,
and cried: Undo the door. But they would not. And ever he cried: Undo;
but they would not. And at last it noyed them so much that the king
himself arose and came to a window there where the knight called. Then
he said: Sir knight, ye shall not enter at this time while the Sangreal
is here, and therefore go into another; for certes ye be none of the
knights of the quest, but one of them which hath served the fiend,
and hast left the service of Our Lord: and he was passing wroth at the
king's words. Sir knight, said the king, sith ye would so fain enter,
say me of what country ye be. Sir, said he, I am of the realm of Logris,
and my name is Ector de Maris, and brother unto my lord, Sir Launcelot.
In the name of God, said the king, me for-thinketh of what I have said,
for your brother is here within. And when Ector de Maris understood
that his brother was there, for he was the man in the world that he most
dread and loved, and then he said: Ah God, now doubleth my sorrow and
shame. Full truly said the good man of the hill unto Gawaine and to me
of our dreams. Then went he out of the court as fast as his horse might,
and so throughout the castle.

CHAPTER XVII. How Sir Launcelot returned towards Logris, and of other
adventures which he saw in the way.

THEN King Pelles came to Sir Launcelot and told him tidings of his
brother, whereof he was sorry, that he wist not what to do. So Sir
Launcelot departed, and took his arms, and said he would go see the
realm of Logris,